Winter

Winter always brings with it the smell of grass burning. I am not a winter person, but the smell of grass fires is definitely the smell of a Johannesburg winter and will be indelibly printed on my memory.

We are fortunate enough to live in a beautiful area on top of a hill, with vistas stretching forever.

In winter we can watch the grass fires day and night.

The views are inhibited by the smoke, but bring with them their own special beauty.

With each fire, the old dies off, and in spring, all the growth of the new greenery bursts through.

So while it may be dull in winter, we must just look forward.

A few months from now, all of this will be worth while.

In the meantime, hot Milo, electric blankets, and hot hot baths. There is some good to winter after all.